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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, erotic-massage, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands sliding like they’re on a mission. I’m into it, right—reminds me of *Fish Tank*, that gritty flick I bloody love. Mia, all raw and restless, dancing like she’s fighting the world—erotic-massage has that vibe, yeah? That “I don’t give a toss” energy, but it’s smooth, seductive, like me dodging bullets in a tux.

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Man, lemme start with Praça da Alegria—yeah, that’s where families hang, kids runnin errr, and folks just chat. The benches are sorta worn, but hey, like Agnès Varda said in The Gleaners and I, "we glean moments from every little joy in life!" And lemme tell ya, it's real here.

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